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    About Tower Curator

    Hello everyone! I am Tower Curator and I write serial fiction. Since 2015, starting with Void Domain, I’ve been publishing roughly two chapters a week non-stop. The only breaks tend to be between the different series I’ve written. I publish in just about every genre, from urban-fantasy to isekai-adjacent, to a psychic espionage thriller. Everything I have written is available for free right here on my site.

    Outside writing, I typically spend my time playing games, reading books, and writing a bit more.

    Stories 6
    Chapters 1,021
    Words 3.6 M
    Comments 5,253
    Reading 12 days, 13 hours12 d, 13 h
    • Rest Stop

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa blinked her eyes open at the sound of shuffling feet, finding herself staring at the white walls of the hemp tent. It wasn’t her tent, Oz had assured her that several guests would be able to fit within the tent he was bringing, and he had been right. The draken could have fit in with little difficulty. Not that anyone wanted them inside. Even Izsha, who had been quite kind in how it treated her and her inexperience, still unnerved Alyssa just enough that sleeping with it would have resulted in…
    • The Soul

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      by Tower Curator “A soul? Alyssa, of course you have a soul. What a silly question.” Tenebrael’s words brought a relief that Alyssa hadn’t known that she had needed. Just a few simple words from the angel lifted a weight from her shoulders that she hadn’t noticed before. A worry now gone. Irulon was mistaken. It was just another spell acting odd around her. Explaining why she had been worried wasn’t something she could do. She didn’t even know what a soul was, just that she felt like she needed one.…
    • Modern Technology

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      by Tower Curator Riding across the open desert was far calmer than the harried race through the city streets. Whether that was because the draken had gotten their excitement out of their system, whether they found it too hot, or whether they wanted to preserve energy didn’t really matter. Ironically enough, Alyssa almost would have preferred the high-speed twists and turns of the city. At least that would have kept her awake. They were moving at a brisk pace, but one just slow enough that her eyes felt heavier and…
    • Back to the Potion Shop

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa had never ridden a horse before. She hadn’t ridden a motorcycle. It went without saying that she had never ridden a draken before either. The closest thing she could think of that she had ridden was a bicycle, and that wasn’t close at all. For one, the draken were a lot faster. She imagined it would be like if she rode down a steep hill on her bike—her hometown having been relatively flat, she had never actually tried such a thing. But a bike at least had handles. Draken did not. They had…
    • Draken

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      by Tower Curator As it turned out, Irulon had more than just fancy dresses and elegant clothes in her wardrobe. She had plenty of articles seemingly designed for nothing more than showing off her opulence. Things that looked as if they had actual gold woven into the threads. Even combining the coins she had stolen from Svotty with every penny she had earned over her entire life back on Earth, she was quite certain that she wasn’t rich enough to be in the same room as even one of the more elegant dresses. Irulon…
    • Healing

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa couldn’t do anything. The laboratory had a relatively open floor plan. There were tables, but none nearby. She tried to throw herself to the side, but she didn’t go far enough. Subjugation came at her as a wide wave, not a narrow beam. Her hands and knees hit the ground a lot harder than she would have liked. Kasita joined her only moments later. Though the mimic didn’t stay kneeling for long. Her form shimmered and she was standing again. Despite trying to get back up as well, Alyssa…
    • Ascent

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      by Tower Curator Ten minutes ticked by a lot slower when waiting for something to happen. Especially when Alyssa wasn’t sure at all that said something would even occur. When she had left Irulon’s laboratory, involuntarily though it had been, there had been a Fractal magic barrier over the only door out. She had Messaged Kasita essentially asking her to come down in the guise of Irulon to order around the palace guard. But that plan all failed at the first step if Kasita couldn’t even leave the laboratory. The…
    • Captains of the Guard

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      by Tower Curator “Perhaps you had better hide. You know, to avoid a repeat of what happened back at the potion shop.” ~Did you have to run the whole way here? Oh my head aches.~ “It was a light jog. But yes. I did. Irulon needs medical treatment and I didn’t want to get caught by Oz.” The fairy in Alyssa’s satchel had long since given up trying to peek out over the top of the bag. She was hunkered down behind a notebook, trying to use it as a shield from the loose bullets that were bouncing around…
    • Lightshow

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa hoped she would run into the Taker on her way out. Seeing his face when she walked into a room with a gaunt at her side would be worth everything that had happened tonight… Or maybe it wouldn’t. While capable of small bursts of speed that had Alyssa keeping her distance from the monster, the sad fact was that the gaunt moved too slow to be a threat to someone like the Taker. He would either dance around it or simply keep his distance and use his knives, probably killing both Alyssa and the fairy…
    • The Society and The Gaunt

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      by Tower Curator The gaunt lumbered forward, unhindered by any spells coming its way, but using none of the speed it had used when grabbing the first guy. If Alyssa was one of those hooded people, she would have run away by now. Gaunts were apparently not dangerous at all if they didn’t get close. Which meant that the biggest worry with them was surprise, an aspect helped by their utter silence in their movements. And what is with all the hoods anyway? Every single member of that organization wore a hood. Bercilak,…
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